He is almost there; the last several steps. He gazes upon the blood-soaked ground. He hears the screams of terror and agony. He stands at hell’s threshold. This is despair’s domain. And it almost crushes him. He stumbles once again. Has evil defeated love? Will God’s renewal fail? Bracing himself, he rises. The heights of heaven descends into the depths of hell. Eternal life pounds on death’s door. Creation’s anguish will soon be sated by the sweet elixir of God’s renewal.